I don't live with regrets. All experiences are valuable and serve as memories of emotions of saddness, happiness and fear, and my adventure gave me all of these. My British life before moving to China was stable, routine and predictable, where every weekend was carefully planned, but generally not followed. The British, and Germans too, love to plan, as we like the idea of certainty, so what happens when that feeling of security is removed? This blog serves as a document of my time living and working in China between November 2016 to March 2024, with an emphasis on the word 'living'. I kept diaries during this time, but I was never able to develop the self-discipline of writing in a diary everyday. I didn't see the point, as days are often the same, even in China, and so I wrote in them on days which I wanted to remember, for either happy experiences, sad, or to document my achievements. This meant that everything significant was remembered, and most importantly, docu...